I turned the broiler off. The element kept burning. A small chunk of the element remained orange with heat. I figured once power was removed, it would eventually cool and go out. It then brightened white hot and spit sparks like a sparkler.

I left the gym feeling euphoric, as if I had discovered an odd, previously unknown super power - villains beware. So I'm just saying, if you need help cracking a walnut, or squeezing out that last dab of toothpaste, or perhaps crushing an old junk car into a cube of scrap metal, you know who to call.

A little about the inspiration for my latest book, Zombie-saurus Rex, due out on Amazon December 23rd, and available for preorder now. For a while, I lived with a teenage zombie. She was my daughter. My child is a very bright, funny, and attractive girl. And she has epilepsy, diagnosed when she was ten after having a seizure in our home. At [...]

I hope my next event goes as well. Lisa and I will be at Couth Buzzard Books in Seattle on Saturday November 29th. The bookstore looks like the place to be. There’s coffee, espresso, things to nosh on, and occasionally live music. It’s one of those places a person can spend hours at; it so friendly and there’s so much to do.